Review: “Infected” by Scott Sigler
Infected
By Scott Sigler
Published by Three Rivers Press / Random House
Scott Sigler’s invasion horror novel “Infected” combines ideas from Parasite Rex, delusional parasitosis (and Morgellons), Invasion of the Body Snatchers
, Cronenberg’s old body horror flicks, and, uh… I guess a medical thriller? An otherworldly invasion launches its first wave against humanity by sending out tiny parasitic creatures that take up home within a human host’s body, then quickly grow and take over the person’s willpower, turning him or her into an insane killer. Luckily that doesn’t last for long; unluckily, it ends when the creatures kill the host and erupt forth in as grotesque a manner as you can imagine.
The lead character, Perry Dawsey, is an ex-footbal player who has anger management issues, and when he realizes that there’s something else living in his body, he fights back. With a knife, usually. Okay, think about that for a moment: he fights back against the parasites in his own body with a knife.
Tokyo insect-chef pens cookbook you will never, ever need

Thanks to Yoichi Uchiyama, you’ll never again have to worry about how to properly prepare Argentine cockroaches to serve at your next dinner party. After all, is there anything more embarrassing than serving an undercooked cockroach to your spouse’s boss? Yes: overcooking the maggots!
Uchiyama runs an insect-cooking blog written in some crazy, made-up language (here’s a Google-translated version), and now he’s put his kitchen experience into print.
His blog is infested (ha, get it?) with pics of various bug recipes he’s invented, as well as photos of people who have sampled his food. (They all look like students on field trips, not surprisingly.) Click through for more mouth-watering photos.
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Review: “John Dies at the End”
Recommended – The book “John Dies at the End” by David Wong is a metaphysical horror splatter comedy that’s written like a movie treatment. It’s all surface and action with almost zero internal dialogue, very little exploration of motivations or relationships, and not much of any of the stuff “appropriate” or “good” fiction is supposed to have. And yet it’s really good.
Partly that’s because of Wong’s imagination: every single chapter conjures up some new horrific development, far too many of which have to do with the destruction of the human body, or the manifestation of an otherworldy evil invader, or frequently a combination of both.
The book feels like the sum of about a hundred influences from books and movies, including “Invasion of the Body Snatchers,”, John Shirley’s “Demons” and “Wetbones”, “It”, “Videodrome”, “The Evil Dead”, “A Wrinkle in Time”, “Ghostbusters”, and Lynda Barry’s “Cruddy”. The narrator, a man in his early twenties, tells a skeptical reporter about the time when the world almost came to an end–or started the long journey towards ending, since it may still be going on–because of a strange, metaphysical drug called Soy Sauce that allows possibly hellish creatures from another dimension to enter our world through the human body.
The narrator and his friend John receive help from a dog who, depending on the situation, can be useless, or drive a car, or be a channel for voices from another dimension, or be violently evil (as in floating three feet off the ground and ripping out throats). They also encounter an heroic police officer who’s determined to stop the invasion even if it means resorting to unheroic things like arson and murder, a fake Jamaican douchebag small-town drug dealer, and a hilarious possessed teenager who talks trash, punches everyone in the balls, and calls himself “Shitload” because “there are a shitload of us in here.”
And that’s all in the first half of the book.
The Zombie Anthology Showdown!

With the pop culture zombiepocalypse still in full swing, although maybe finally waning a little bit, it’s no longer a pleasant surprise to walk into a comic shop and see a zombie staring back at you. Everyone is publishing zombie crap now. It’s a proven niche, apparently. Or maybe this is just what happens when two generations grow up on Romero, Fulci, and the others; the zombie is our monster, from our modern era, and so our love for it won’t die until we do.
…Well, unless so much crap is published that it kills off the public’s appetite for good, well-written zombie stories. That’s why I’ve decided to review two zombie anthologies at the same time, to separate the fresh brains from the maggot-infested ones. It’s time for a littler arbitering of taste for busy consumers of zombie comics–like you!
Short Story: “I Am A Zombie Filled With Love”
“I Am a Zombie Filled With Love” is a really terrific short story by Isaac Marion. I like it because of how intensely it focuses on the sorry plight of the zombie. Yes, I wrote “plight”! Zombie rights today! Zombie rights now! Read more
